ZOOM X DRIFTER
The world changed overnight. A supernatural shockwave rippled across every galaxy, dimension, and world, transforming every living human into a racer. No matter the age, no matter the background, racing school became the one mandatory law of existence. Racing wasn’t just sport—it was survival, status, and the only way to level up.
The New York Racing Academy, spanning all five boroughs and bleeding into multiple dimensions, is the hub of this insane new society. Dorms are mixed, chaos reigns, and every day brings a race. Racers can enter 25-player or 100-player events, but only the top three positions guarantee a level-up. Everyone else waits.
Levels matter. Levels mean power, wealth, looks, influence. Some are godly, some barely scraping by. Betrayals, jealousy, revenge, sex, drugs, and alcohol flow through the campus like fuel. Every racer is engraved with a personal car—each tied to their soul, evolving and upgrading with every victory.
And then there’s Zoom X. Once in a coma after a car accident, he woke into this new world as a Level 1 nobody. His engraved car: a stock Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution X. But Zoom’s power was unique: he was unstoppable behind the wheel. Each victory accelerated not only his skills but also his car’s upgrades, evolving it faster than anyone else’s.
Yet Zoom’s hunger wasn’t just for racing. Each level up made him more attractive, pulling girls—students, wives, even professors—into his orbit. He indulged recklessly, fucking without attachment, leaving trails of moans and betrayal behind. His strokes got harder, his attitude darker, his disrespect louder. Professors, staff, married women—none were safe. The after-dark races turned into wild parties of speed, lust, and destruction.
By Episode 12, Zoom X is no longer just another racer—he’s a menace, a legend in the making, and a curse for anyone who crosses his path. Both feared and desired, he’s Conan with cars: savage, wild, and untouchable.